“I don’t try to predict the future, I try to prevent it.” -Ray Bradbury.
Ray Bradbury was as good as The Onion at predicting the future. Too bad he couldn’t actually prevent it this time.
I have been in denial long enough. Somebody went time-travel hunting on November 9th, stepped off the Path, and killed a butterfly. And we’re suffering the consequences.
As I said last time, we just read “A Sound of Thunder.” One of the key plot points is when the noob Eckels, before the trip back in time, is talking to the “man behind the desk” about the recent presidential election. They are both happy that a particular candidate lost:
We’re lucky. If Deutscher had gotten in, we’d have the worst kind of dictatorship. There’s an anti everything man for you, a militarist, anti Christ, anti human, anti intellectual. People called us up, you know, joking but not joking. Said if Deutscher became President they wanted to go live in 1492.
Now let’s substitute the name of a certain malignant-clown-who-shall-never-be-named-in-this-blog for Deutscher, and the word Canada for 1492.
Now let’s move to the end of the story, after the poorly spelled sign (another sign of things to come) shows them something is wrong, and our butterfly killer asks about the results of THIS election:
“Who who won the presidential election yesterday?” The man behind the desk laughed. “You joking? You know very well. Deutscher, of course! Who else? Not that fool weakling Keith. We got an iron man now, a man with guts!”
Eckels what have you done to us?
“Can’t we start over? Can’t we—”
Don’t I wish.